Chained Desires

Chapter 5

Emily's mother gave birth to an illegitimate daughter out of wedlock. She was secretly sent to the South as soon as she

was born. When she was fourteen years old, she was located and taken back to the

Marshal family.

In the past few years since she entered the Marshal family, Everett had been very kind to her.

Although they lived in the same compound as the Marshal family, Everett was very busy, and they would not cross paths more than a few times a month.

In the Marshal family, the only person Emily was afraid of was her nominal older brother.

In the past, she dressed up very exaggeratedly. Everett would sometimes scrutinize her excessive look, but he just glanced at her for a while and ignored her.

For some reason, Everett was much harsher on her than

before as if he were on his period.

He would come back on time every weekend, which was a very exaggerated effort on his part. She would be reprimanded every time he saw her.

She was called to his study a month before and severely

lectured on the issue of a love letter.

Since then, Emily had not spoken to Everett for about half

a month.

The other brothers and sisters naturally took pleasure in her misfortune.

She even overheard two older relatives betting on a limited-edition supercar. Judging from Everett's attitude, Emily would be kicked out as soon as she graduated from high school.

It did not matter to Emily. It did not matter whether she stayed in the Marshal family or not.

After leaving them behind, she could enjoy much more freedom. She was different from these rich youngsters anyway. There was a fundamental difference

between them.

She was labeled as a defiant, feral child by the members of the family.

However, word of getting kicked out of the house reached Everett's ears.

Everett cut off the two young men's allowance for food and clothing, took their cars, and bought over the apartment that they had bought with the Marshal family's money.

Since then, no one in the Marshal family dared to gossip about Emily openly.

However, Emily knew that they wanted her out of the family tree.

She was just an extra in the Marshal family.

At the end of the day, it was because of her sudden return to the Marshal family that she was favored by the head, her grandfather, in front of everyone else. Her presence hindered them and blocked their way.

Maybe that was what Everett thought, so he began to discipline her.

When she graduated from high school more than half a year later, he would have a reason to find fault with her and drive

her out of the Marshal family.

While thinking about Everett's abnormal behavior, she stroked her face, feeling distressed. She was sure he must have scratched her skin.

Suddenly, Everett reached out, grabbed her, and threw her into the bathtub.

Emily was caught off guard and thrown into the bathtub, which was more than half a meter deep. She did not know how to hold her breath underwater, so she panicked and released the hand that was blocking her body. She struggled a few times, choked on a mouthful of water, and then sat firmly in the bathtub.

Everett squatted down beside the bathtub and stared at Emily indifferently. She had just been flailing for her life in the bathtub!

It had been a long time since he had seen her with such a clean face.

Emily sensed his gaze and looked down at herself. Only then did she realize that the white nightdress that she had not changed out of for three days was almost transparent in the water.

Moreover, the maid had helped her to undo the buttons of her nightdress, which had been undone to the top of her belly.

In this way, she was almost naked in front of Everett.

Everett, on the other hand, did not avoid her at all. He was her big brother, staring straight at her.

When Emily came to her senses and was about to cover

her exposed torso with her arms, Everett reached out, grabbed her small arms, and pulled her toward him.

Then, he continued to remove the rest of her pajamas.

Emily stared at Everett in surprise. His bathrobe was not fastened. When he sat down, his perfect, strong figure hidden beneath the bathrobe could be seen clearly in front of her. Her pretty face instantly turned red.

His physique was as impeccable as his handsome

features.

Despite this, he was her older brother!

It was surely inappropriate for them to do that, wasn't it?

She was taken aback for a brief moment before quickly

averting her gaze, not daring to continue looking at him.

Her face flushed, her heart pounding at an alarming rate.

"Don't look, don't look..." she immediately started chanting inwardly.

Hastily, she grabbed her clothes to shield her chest, her brows furrowed as she firmly stated, "Everett, you're my big brother! You can't do this!" She deliberately emphasized the term "big brother"

Everett's expression did not change. He grabbed Emily's wrist with one hand and pulled away the other that was covering her own body. His other hand continued to undo her buttons slowly.

"If you think of me as your brother, and you're open-minded, what's the problem with the intimacy between us, brother and sister?

"However, suppose you don't treat me like your brother..."

Everett stopped mid-sentence and dropped Emily's nightdress to her feet.

Then, he lifted her chin gently, lowered his head, and leaned closer.

Emily had never thought that such a thing would happen between them. They were almost honest with each other, and his eyes were full of desire to plunder. He did not hide his intentions at all.

Thinking of her usual dress attire, Emily was utterly confused.

She never knew that Everett

had such strong tastes!

She thought that he would be interested in tall, thin, and beautiful girls who were outstanding just the way they were, with a good temperament.

Not a rebellious girl like her.

He would usually button every button on his shirt. He had always been cold. There was no emotion on his face, and there was not even a trace of sentiment in his eyes.

This man, who had reached the ascetic level of appearance, was now locking up his younger sister. He had stripped her and thrown her clothes into the bathtub. His eyes were burning with desire, as if he wanted to eat her up.

This was different from the usual Everett she knew.

It was a very strange feeling.

She was a little flustered.

This was not that Everett.

She had no blood relationship with him at all.

Despite that, she had always regarded him as a godly person in the Marshal family.

No one could go against him.

She treated him like an uncontrollable big brother!

He lowered his head, gently touched her lips, and continued to whisper, "That includes kissing."

"It's normal for brothers and sisters to kiss each other, but if you're holding back, does it mean that you don't treat me as one at all?"

Once he said this, Emily's eyes constricted.

He had kissed her!

He even used such a grandiose reason!

While she was surprised, the alarm bells rang in her head, and she stepped back involuntarily.

Everett's right hand held her thin back tightly, and his fingertips touched her shoulder blades.

Using his index and middle fingers, he undid her bra with a light touch.

Emily gasped. She involuntarily threw her free hand at Everett's face.

The moment she touched Everett's face, he exerted force and grabbed her wrist.

Then, he whispered to her with a poker face, "You know very well whether you treat me as your elder brother or not.

Otherwise, you'd better listen to me, your brother!"

He had kissed her and almost stripped her naked. How could she remain calm?

Would siblings even get along with each other like this?

"Do you want to be free?" The moment he let go of her, he reached into the bathtub again and hooked the chain around Emily's ankle with his index finger.

Emily was forced to raise her feet. She could not control her center of gravity and fell into his arms.

As she threw herself into Everett's arms, his warm fingers grazed her pale cheeks softly.

"If you've thought it through, tell me.

Wherever his hand went, it made her skin tingle.